She adjusted her clothes with little concern, her expression indifferent as she suppressed annoyance and said softly, "Forget it, don’t worry about why she ca. She’s not in school at this ti, skipping classes to run around—clearly soone who won’t excel in academics. People like her won’t amount to much in the future. Let’s go, Professor Derliand is waiting for us. We should et up with him first."
"As for her..." Ivy Wilmar walked forward, disdainful, and added, "Looking at the way she is, it seems she won’t be getting into college this year! Just wait for her to go wild, and after the college entrance exam, she’ll have her chance to retake the year!"
*
When Nathalie Quinlan arrived at the hotel, she called Shawn Norton to ask for their room numbers, hung up, and went straight into the elevator without noticing Ivy Wilmar and the big group from the Quinlan family.
She went directly to the 16th floor, walked down the carpeted corridor, and knocked on door 1603.
Knock knock.
The door had only sounded twice when a voice from inside imdiately said, "Coming."
Within seconds, the door in front of her opened, revealing a man around fifty, with a square face and an extrely warm and friendly appearance.
Unfamiliar.
Nathalie subconsciously furrowed her brows and tugged at the brim of her hat, quickly saying, "I’m sorry, I’ve got the wrong door."
While planning to head back, she took out her phone to look up Shawn Norton’s number.
Just as she was about to call Shawn Norton, she heard a familiar elderly voice from inside: "Nathalie."
Nathalie put down her phone and looked inside.
She saw Shawn Norton at a glance.
Shawn Norton looked the sa as always, wearing a traditional Chinese suit embroidered with a subtle dragon pattern, the epito of a courteous elder gentleman, with no hint of his bad temper visible on the surface.
Upon seeing her, Shawn Norton’s face lit up with a sincere smile, and he ca over, saying, "You called to say you’d just left. I thought it would take you another half an hour to get here. I took the knocking just now for the room service staff; didn’t realize you had already arrived."
"Co in." He beckoned eagerly.
The man stepped aside to give her room to pass.
Without entering, Nathalie glanced at the ti on her phone and said, "It’s almost noon, and Narayan’s restaurant isn’t easy to book. We should go down to eat first, then talk afterward."
"This late already?" Nathalie hadn’t ntioned it, but Shawn Norton hadn’t noticed the ti. He thought for a mont and said, "Alright, let’s eat first."
With that, he was about to go back to grab his things.
The Tsinghua University president, seeing that he had been completely forgotten, wore a bitter expression and couldn’t help but call out to him: "Mr. Norton, cough, wouldn’t you introduce us?"
"Ah!" Shawn Norton then rembered, rubbing his forehead and casually saying to Nathalie, "Look at , I forgot to introduce you."
He pointed at the man who had opened the door for Nathalie and said to the cool-eyed girl, "This is the president of Tsinghua University, Mr. Wafford."
Then, pointing to Nathalie with a smile and using a tone that only the two of them would understand, he said, "Nathalie, no need for to give you a big introduction, right? You ca especially for her."
"Hahaha, Mr. Norton, don’t reveal everything you see."
The Tsinghua University professor had a good nature, and after laughing, he looked at the girl with sparkling eyes and said cheerfully, "Hello, Miss Quinlan, I am the president of Tsinghua University, Mr. Wafford. You can just call Mr. Wafford."
"Hello, Mr. Wafford," Nathalie nodded. She was always polite to her elders, even if she didn’t seem like the type to flatter, but it gave people a comfortable and genuine impression.
He had personally made the trip to McKinney and brought Mr. Norton along, looking forward to eting her, and didn’t beat around the bush, saying directly, "I specially asked Mr. Norton to accompany to McKinney to talk to you. Your college intentions haven’t changed, have they?"
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